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Scraps and scribbles from 1960 - 2015 |
| I reach out To empty space and time Which has no place for me. I reach out For something small as A flower with all its beauty. I reach out And grasp another's hand, He leads me toward the promised land. I reach out As woman fair, I reach for you - empty air. Dedicated to Dave Colville tuc 1969 |